⇨ GAME START INTRO LOG!

[ringleaders]

Who: EVERYONE!
When: NOW!
Where: Around the carnival grounds, and in the Cookhouse.
What: Carnival worker orientation, Ringmaster style.
Warnings: Alcohol consumption, maybe drugs. Other things?

BRAVE NEW WORLD↴ ► THE NEW: It doesn't matter when you entered the tent to discuss your new contract with the Ringmaster, you exit it beneath a blanket of stars. Pointedly alien stars at that - currently the carnival grounds are being treated to a show of shooting stars, and what appear to be unnaturally large and living green moons hanging just a bit too close. The carnival was bustling when you entered, but now it's in the latter stages of being shut down for the night. If you manage to find a clock, it states that it's around 8PM. Workers from during the day will be passing through the grounds, attending to various pieces of business. None of them will seem very surprised or concerned by the goings on, though some may be sympathetic enough to pause and answer your questions. If you put some effort into finding out how it became nighttime, you may discover that it's been anywhere from a few hours to 7 days since you originally signed your contract. Someone may explain to you that it was probably some kind of time bubble, meant to keep you out of the way until the Ringmaster had time to deal with you. Every few minutes another new person will pop out of the tent, looking just as confused and under the impression that they had only just finished discussing things with the Ringmaster. Weird. She passed you a note before you left. Opening it up, you'll see you've been assigned a trailer number, and been given the instructions to drop off any excess belongings and do what you can to get settled in. You have until exactly 9:36PM to do so, because that's when you'll be expected to attend what is listed only as "WORKER'S ORIENTATION". This is, perhaps, more abrupt than you were expecting - but what can you do? You're here for the long haul. ► THE OLD: If you've ever seen a mass recruitment before, then this is no surprise. People enter the tent when they're recruited, and then sometimes how up again days later when the Ringmaster is ready for them. She isn't a big fan of wasting her time on individual orientations when she's expecting a crowd. Maybe you're too jaded to all of this to care much, but you'll see the newbies wandering around, probably confused and maybe a bit lost. Maybe you're the kind whose is sympathetic enough to pause your role in clean up and give them some directions, and maybe a word of confidence. Maybe you'll just jeer at them, because you're some kind of asshole. Either way, you expect you'll have the chance to see them later tonight. Whether by world of mouth, radio, or written note, supervisors will be passing out the following message: all workers are to report to the Cookhouse at 9:36PM sharp for "orientation." If you are at all familiar with how things go around here, you probably have a good idea of what this implies. Mandatory Karaoke Night. MANDATORY KARAOKE NIGHT!!!↴ At 9:36PM, the main dining hall of the Cookhouse will be found heavily decorator with various coloured lights and at least one disco ball made of what is ostensibly high karat gems. There are a bunch of cushions and additional seating set up along with the usual tables, and at the head of the call there is a state set up - a karaoke stage. For veteran workers, this is no surprise. Karaoke nights are fairly frequent as activities go, even if they are not usually mandatory. Some of you probably have signature songs already prepared. The karaoke machine is set up with mostly karaoke tracks that would be popular in the 90's and 00's on the average modern earth, with a few that are more recent. It also has some other random stuff from other worlds that people rarely sing because they are confusing and in languages no one understands. Here is a big karaoke list for your inspiration! The more stereotypically karaoke the better. Beyond that, there is plenty of food and snacks that were prepared by the cooks earlier, as well as a bar set up for alcohol and other vices. The selection is, as most things in the carnival, eclectic. Music will be played in between if nobody is singing, and otherwise veterans are encouraged to bring along their own fun and show the newbies a good time. The Ringmaster does ask that vets attempt to be courteous to their new coworkers. It's just being a good host.

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vietnam | veteren | ota!

[hoasen]

a welcome?

[There's a lot to have to do here when it comes to introducing new members. Vietnam remembered it like yesterday, when she first arrived. Granted, it was one year ago, so it's not actually off.

Either way, she's got her hat on to cover up her ears from needless shock, wearing a long skirt to hide her tail and full boots to contain her paws. This should help the tailor mingle with the humans. Since, she did look human before.

Now she's ready--] Hello, are you looking for something?

[Otherwise, if you too are a veteran, you can probably just call her on her bullshit.]


"orientation"

[IT'S TIME. Vietnam is actually on the shy end of things, but if you say this is a way for everyone to loosen up and get to know each other, then she will do her best to contribute! THIS IS A WORK'S ORIENTATION, RIGHT.

Yeah, but now she has to step up. What song?

> Makes Random Selection.
> Clears throat.]

If you see a faded sign at the side of the road that says "15 miles to the Love Shack"--

[...She squints slightly at the machine.]

orientation

[swordfishtrombones]

Love Shack, YEAH!

[Hopefully, Vietnam wouldn't be too shocked if she were joined by a nine-foot tall skeleton in a suit, waving his bone arm in the air like he just didn't care.

A chance to sing a duet with a lovely lady? HE'D TAKE IT.]

I'm headin' down the Atlanta highway!

[Frankly, he had no idea what the melody line of this song was, but that wasn't going to stop him from yelling the lyrics enthusiastically]

I DIDN'T REALISE YOU TAGGED /goes to delete...

[hoasen]

[SO WE DON'T DOUBLE UP KARAOKE!!!

Also holy heck that's a skeleton and he's super tall.]

Lookin' for the love getaway!

Headed for the love getaway!

[At least she feels more encouraged, now!]

haha, didn't realize you did either

[swordfishtrombones]

[As the song went on, Brook seemed to quickly be getting the hang of things. He'd never heard anything by the B52s before, of course, but he was a musician. It'd be disgrace if he couldn't at least

pick up the chords and start rocking out on his guitar]

♫ I got me a car, it's as big as a whale!
And we're headin' on down to the Love Shack... ♫

[And for some reason, he was now sniffling. And playing. At the same time.]

Oh, Laboon...

a welcome

[rescuee]

[ Jajo's had just enough time with this whole thing to decide he's going to be a good sport about it. No matter how weird things get, he'll handle it. After all, he agreed to all this himself.

He glances over at Vietnam's question, unsurprised to see yet another human. There are really an awful lot of them around here, aren't there? He offers a smile, apologetic in advance, down at her. ]

As a matter of fact, I am — [ He glances around them with a crinkle of a frown above the smile. ] The mess hall? I know it's somewhere around here, but I'm having trouble figuring out where...

[ Between-mealtime snacks are okay, right?? Because he might actually be starving to death. ]

[hoasen]

[Maybe she shouldn't have covered up the fact she's not quite human right now, but does she know? Naaaw.

There are duties to attend to! And this includes helping out Jago, who just towers over her. This is a sight, fo sure.]

Oh! You would like to head there? I will show you. [She will start to move as soon as he's ready. But also, as they are comrades now--]

What is your name? I am Vietnam.

[rescuee]

[ He shifts, a subtle movement that invites her to take the lead. Not every species he's encountered gets little things like this, and the only human he's known for any length of time so far isn't big on subtly, but he tries it anyway. ]

Jatuarnada Joadiarnadata. [ He says it with the resignation of someone who has had a too-long name for his whole life. With a smile, he adds on: ] Or Jajo, if you prefer. It's good to meet you, Vietnam — you're a lifesaver.

welcome!

[otokogi]

[ Oh, Mitsuki recognizes her! They were on the Ferris wheel together! He didn't realize she worked here but on the ground walking around, she carries herself with that air of belonging that makes him pretty sure he can ask her for help. ]

Yes! Which way are the trailers?

[ A familiar face, even one he's known been aware of for a few hours, is enough to help calm his nerves about whatever it is he's just decided to do with his life. ]

[hoasen]

[And there's a familiar face! She brightens up when she sees him, moving over quickly so she can assist him as best she can!]

Hello again! I will show you! Did they tell you which trailer you will be staying?

[otokogi]

[ There's something odd about the way she walks but Mitsuki puts it out of his mind, just like he's trying to do with everything else. It's no odder than multiple green moons or signing a contract with a carnival when you just wanted to get out of the dorms for a while, right?

He holds out his note from the Ringmaster as proof, just in case. ]

Number fourteen! Thanks! I appreciate it.

[zebrarhyme_everytime]

<[Speaking of calling her on it: ]

Why, my dear, are you so hidden?
Is it by choice, or are you bidden?

[hoasen]

[And so it begins!]

Hello, Doctor. By choice, today. The last time, a human ran away from me so quickly. I gather that because my expression is usually so stern, when that is coupled with these new features-- [Looks around, no one is looking! She takes off her hat.] I suppose it makes me look quite predatory?

[zebrarhyme_everytime]

Speaking as an herbivore
Those are traits I can ignore.
You still look lovely, do not fret.
And you are you, so better yet
Embrace yourself as you are now.
They'll find ways to adjust somehow.

[Psychological health is part of being the doctor... the more so when people keep changing in strange and alarming ways. Perhaps she's being hypocritical, as she doesn't like some of her own changes, but they say doctors are the worst patients...]

welcome

[waitingforplayer2]

The--- the cookhouse?

[ Chiaki's clutching the piece of paper she got from the ringmaster. Her torn hoodie is pulled tightly over her head, something wiggling underneath it. ] I need to get there...

[hoasen]

The cookhouse?

[She can see the paper in her hands, those must be her instructions.] I will show you then. You are going to work there?

[waitingforplayer2]

Well--- here.

[ She gestures. ] With the games, actually... but there's an orientation!

welcome

[puddingemote]

[Tamaki stops in his tracks, looking back at the woman who is covered in clothing. He doesn't spare it a lot of thought, instead holding out a piece of paper toward her.]

I'm supposed to find this place.

[It says trailer 14.]

[hoasen]

[Shhh, these are all for good reasons...

She leans forward to read the note.]

Oh! I know the one who lives there. Also I live there quite close myself. I can show you.

[puddingemote]

Ah, thanks!

[He nods gratefully for the offer of help. This lady seems nice.]

Someone lives there already?

[He supposes he'll have to get used to roommates again.]

Re: vietnam | veteren | ota!

[dorkypantsuit]

[Snrk.]

What are you wearing?

[hoasen]

[Caught! Now she's embarrassed...]

C-clothes. I'm trying to look less intimidating...

[dorkypantsuit]

You know they're going to have to see how you really look eventually.

welcome!

[kagehira]

( And soon enough, Vietnam in her perfectly human disguise, will find herself approached by one (1) idol, looking for directions. He seems a bit fidgety, but he's here, and that's what matters, right? Right! )

Sorry to bother ya. I was wonderin' if ya knew where the cookhouse was, by chance?

( He had no real reason to visit it before, so now that he's got to go there, he's at a loss. Actually, even though he's pretty certain he's done a loop of the whole entire carnival, he hasn't seen it once? How mysterious. )

[hoasen]

[SO HUMAN, NO ONE CAN EVER TELL. Mostly. Either way, she's trying to appear as harmless as possible. With strong eyebrows like her, sometimes its hard, okay.]

You are no bother! I can show you. It is for the orientation, no?

[kagehira]

( Of course not! Never doubt the disguise skills of a tailor, right? Mika relaxes visibly, if only just a bit, with Vietnam's reassurance. )

Ah, yeah, I guess it's pretty easy to tell, huh? ( He seems pretty sheepish, but it's the natural conclusion to draw. ) I suppose ya work here too...?

( Even though she doesn't look funky like SOME of the staff here, even so... please work here. )